So this week, we asked MD out to dinner @ Western Sizzlin where the beans were too salty, they had no cinnamon buns, no meatloaf and the blackberry cobbler was all messed over so all crust and few beans.
Lots of junk.
Evan is screwing me up.
I just woke up about 30 minutes ago.
I'm addicted to Spymaster & 140 Mafia, which is why I haven't updated my blog in days.
I still feel sleepy.
But I'm fiddnuh go make more spaghetti since the last batch of sauce I made was so freaking good.